Lily Collins Logan Lerman Novels & Stories

“He actually recognized me but didn’t show it, Logan was by my side then and weren’t you traitors just now telling me to give Logan a chance?” This was from Bipasha, “who the fuck’s Logan?” This, from Lily, “ditch him.” They responded simultaneously but Lily had the guts to cover hers with a cough. B was too shameless to be ashamed. “Calm down you both, he might not have recognized me. Shame on you both for being disloyal snitches, I taught you better than this and you know it.”

“I didn’t want us to seem too eager to follow her. We’ll let her bring in Mr. Fake Blue Eyes, and then… we’ll play our surprise card.” Lily’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “What’s the surprise card?” Ethan smirked. “How good of an actress are you?” Lily made a dramatic gesture, waving a hand with a flourish. “Angelina Jolie is my role model!” Ethan chuckled, his cheeks moving in the dark. “Then tomorrow, you’re going to play a very sick Angelina Jolie, and I’ll be your town crier.” Lily grinned, her face lighting up. “Deal!” They exchanged a high five, their palms smacking lightly in the dark.

Logan wasn't a womanizer, as far as she knew. In two years of living together, she had never seen him with anyone or heard the Knights mention that he had a girlfriend. But he was a young man, extremely handsome and successful. The kind of male profile that generally didn't want serious commitments, but also did the opposite of refusing female company. She had a hard time imagining Logan, always so serious and intent, as one of the bon vivants or the many libertines that existed in the pages of her books. However, she certainly wasn't a good judge of character. If someone had accused Liam of not only having an affair with a co-worker, but also recording a video saying terrible things about h

60 Lilian POV At home, as we sat down to dinner, I looked at Damien and couldn't contain my fake excitement. "Guess what, Damien?" I exclaimed. "Logan has progressed with his investigations! He has a date with Lisa tonight and plans to use the opportunity to gather evidence." Damien paused, mid-bite of his delicious chicken parmigiana, and raised an eyebrow. "Lisa? Do you think she fits the profile of our culprit?" he asked, clearly curious.

“I want you to stop looking for her. To let her breathe. She’s been through enough because of you. You’ll only make it worse. She is happy and she's content and it's only a matter of time before we start living our lives together. You know, you just have to allow that to happen. Without your arrogance, anger, or whatever it is that you want to throw.” My jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached. “You don’t know her. You don’t know what we’ve been through. Don't you dare touch her.” “I know enough,” he said smoothly. “I know she’s not screaming. I know she’s not begging to come back. I know she’s calm, Liam. Maybe for the first time in years. She seems to be content. She's not even fighting to kee

Her eyes go wide and mouth gawks open as she sees the picture Logan had posted that morning. She shrieks and jumps up and down covering her mouth. "Holy fucking bells! It's true!!" She lets out a happy squeal, making Troy grab her phone and sees the picture for himself and shows it to Dylan. Dylan can't help give him a mischievous smile. Reminiscing on their anonymous encounters and getting it on, themselves as well. Troy clears his throat and gives the phone back to Lexie, his face completely blushed as he feels Dylan's hand grope his inner thigh from under the table.

she said, her lips curling slightly. Damon stepped back a bit, visibly tense. “What the hell are you doing here, Lily?” Standing slowly, smoothing down her coat. “I needed to talk to Lucas. Alone.” I crossed my arms. “About what?” “I just wanted to say congratulations,” she said coldly. “You and Hannah. Quite the power couple now. Trending, famous… embarrassing the Black name in front of millions.” “What do you want, Lily?”

Lily remained in silence before she faced the crowd again. "Now, to make this night short…" Lily prepared herself as her other hand touched the mask she was wearing. "The wife of Aemon Cooper, let us all welcome…Lily Cooper!" As soon as she announced it aloud, Lily removed the mask, covering her entire face. She even moved her head a bit to make her hair dance and bounce before her eyes crossed the eyes of all the people around them. She didn't smile at all. All she gave them was her cold deadly stares with a glimpse of power and authority of a Cooper.

Lily repeated, surprisingly, as if it was her first time hearing the name. “You are the reason why he acts so cold towards me-- You know what?" She asked, now standing so close to her, that they could see the colors of their eyes clearly. “The maids have told me many things, everything about what was really going on between you two." She said, making Lily's brows drew together, in a rather confusion yet astonishment. She had thought nobody was aware of their relationship except the guard, and Logan had killed him.

Logan’s stern expression melts into a smile as he returns their embrace, planting kisses on each of their foreheads. I watch them with smiles, knowing he can’t stay mad at them for long. Lily decides to break the tender moment. “Gosh, you smell like you’re wearing a woman’s perfume,” she says with a teasing grin. Logan lightly pushes her away, shaking his head. “You haven’t changed a bit with your unbridled tongue.” “That’s just biblical,” Lily retorts as she heads toward the kitchen. “Gosh, I’m starving. Is there any food in this house?”